Mine love the little pink ones. There was a nest of them in a bag of mulch I was putting in a flower bed. Mama took off, and I knew she wasn't going to be back so I collected them as I found them and gave the chickens a treat. I felt kind of bad, but it was that or they'd die a much longer, painful death as they starved.I hope they eat it.
It's the partially disemboweled baby mice they drag about that looks pretty disgusting.
That makes sense. If they didn't know what they could or couldn't eat, I'm guessing we wouldn't have chickens because they'd have all poisoned themselves by now.Here the chickens seem to know which are edible and which are not.